The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　"Please answer." Xingmo said with a smile.

　"It's space, sealed and broken..." Nanali whispered.

　"bingo."

　Xingmo nodded, and at the same time waved his wand, causing the ice strings to vibrate.

　Her figure instantly disappeared in the ice-blue flash.

　Almost at the same time, Mogu's wand slashed towards the place where she had just stood, stirring up a wave of fire.

　Xingmo walked out from the other end of the field, ignoring Mogu'e's grim expression, and continued to speak to the students:

　"Look, this is how Ice String utilizes the natural authority space. In the field of steam alchemy machines, it's usually used to graft string reactions between complex machines, but in the field of dueling, it's used for spatial compression, tearing, and displacement."

　Xingmo raised his wand again, and almost at the same time, Mogu'e stabbed his wand into the ground, fiercely picking up a huge rock, and whistled it towards Xingmo -

　"bass----"

　Xingmo waved his magic wand, and a long ice-blue line split the space into two, tearing the huge rock into two pieces.

　"This is another way that Ice String uses its power over space: tearing," Xing Mo explained to the students as she paced the edge of the field. "Since what's being torn apart is space, it can theoretically tear apart all physical carriers, including the world's hardest steel. But be aware, it can't tear apart the bodies of high-level transcendent beings. Utilizing the same natural power of Ice String, they can easily counter this attack."

　"Look at me!" Mogu roared and waved his wand continuously.

　Flames burst out one after another, and Xingmo waved his wand to dissolve the flames one by one.

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　During the battle, Xing Mo walked while looking at

　Looking at the students' faces, observing everyone's reactions.

　She saw admiration and surprise on the students' faces.

　It can be guessed that most students have probably heard the rumors about Shikoti Amura, and now, this legend is fighting in front of their eyes, fighting with their duel teacher...back and forth?

　wrong...

　It's not a give and take.

　The students observed Teacher Mogu's expression - her forehead was covered with sweat, her rough face was slightly distorted, and her expression was ferocious.

　This is a "troll" teacher. Although he has not been teaching for a long time, his teaching style is strict and even a bit harsh. The grades in professional courses are very low, and his words are very unpleasant, which makes most students very scared.

　As a result, Professor Shikoti was already sweating profusely without even exerting any effort.

　A completely unequal battle...

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　Flames extended from Mogu's magic wand and turned into a long whip, lashing Xingmo.

　Xingmo waved his wand casually, and the golden barrier knocked the long whip away again and again, very casually.

　"I don't know how you're progressing, but you absolutely must learn Star Stream Vision," Xing Mo explained to the students while defending. "Here's a little trick: Starlight String is strongest the moment it condenses, so Star Stream Vision can precisely defend against attacks higher than its chord order by playing it intermittently."

　"Stop teaching!" Mogué yelled.

　"This is my open class," Xing Mo smiled faintly, then lowered her voice, "You yourself want to become the material."

　"call--"

　She waved her wand and her figure disappeared, leaving Mogu's whip missing.

　A gust of wind came from behind, and Mogu'e turned around suddenly. His magic wand tore open the space and tore open the star foam -

　——projection.

　At the same time, Xingmo appeared from the other side and pressed his wand against Mogu'e's temple.

　"General."

　"boom!"

　Pillars of fire burst out from the ground, instantly engulfing Xingmo—Mogu'e had set up a string array trap around himself.

　Before she could feel proud, she saw Xing Mo sitting quietly not far away, and she had somehow found a bench.

　"Not even close." Xingmo blinked.

　Mogu'e raised his wand angrily and swung it violently. The purple gravity tore the ground apart, and rock spikes exploded from under Xingmo's feet, tearing her apart.

　At this moment, the light of the pillar of fire dissipated, and Mogu'e heard a whisper in his ear:

　"I've always been here."

　She turned around and saw Xing Mo standing beside her unharmed - the one who was swallowed by the candle was her real body!

　At this moment, she had just finished playing the strings for the distant stars, and it was too late to play again -

　"Oh!"

　Something hit Mogu's temple, and she fell to the ground, then realized belatedly that it was Xingmo's...

　...fist.

　"When the number of string playings reaches the spirit's upper limit, you might want to try attacking with fists or cold weapons," Xingmo explained to the students, "instead of just waiting quietly like Professor Mogu'e. Miracles don't happen in a real duel."

　"you!"

　Mogu was completely enraged.

　She suddenly pointed the wand at her chest, and blazing flames exploded from her body, sending waves of surging spiritual pressure across the venue!

　Crazy explosion!

　Seeing Mogu'e like this, Xingmo was actually a little surprised.

　A five-string saint actually took the initiative to use crazy detonation to fight.

　In fact, this is very irrational: the extraordinary detonation of the saint level is not easy to control. If you are not careful, it will completely get out of control and fall into a state of spiritual collapse.

　It seemed that she was really anxious.

　"I'm anxious." Aurora muttered beside her.

　"I'm anxious." Ophelia in the stands also whispered.

　Principal Sphinx sighed:

　"Excuse me, Ophelia, you also know Mogu's temperament."

　"Yeah, she's always like this."

　Ophelia sighed softly.

　She knew Mogué, and had known him for a long time.

　"boom----"

　Mogué raised her wand, and shimmering ice crystals sprouted from all over her body.

　At the tip of her staff, the icy light that had been compressed to the extreme turned into a tiny black dot, causing cracks to appear in the surrounding space.

　Seeing this, Xing Mo turned around calmly and said to the students on the podium:

　"I don't recommend you use Crazy Detonation casually. For wizards below the demigod level, this method of combat can easily lead to the destruction of their eternal time and space, that is, their spiritual intelligence."

　"Of course, if it comes to a life-or-death situation, and if you have something you absolutely must protect, this method is acceptable."

　The students were stunned by Professor Shikoti's indifferent expression.

　To be honest, most of them were wizards of the third or fourth rank, and facing a saint who had lost control, just looking at him made their scalps tingle.

　As a result, Professor Shikoti didn't seem to take it seriously at all.

　"Professor! Be careful!" A student finally couldn't help but speak.

　"fine."

　Xingmo smiled gently at the students, then turned around and looked at Mogu'e who was about to lose control.

　Just as Mogu'e was about to launch an attack, a golden light flashed in Xingmo's eyes.

　"Buzz!"

　Mogué tried to move, but she couldn't.

　The extraordinary essence in her body began to become docile and restrained, and was recycled into her spirit body inch by inch.

　It no longer appears.

　Her legs were shaking.

　She tried to wave her wand, but her hands were shaking like a sieve.

　"you..."

　Looking at the golden light in Xingmo's eyes, Mogu'e's instinctive fear made him want to escape.

　No... She couldn't even run away... She had no control over her body at all.

　At this time, Xing Mo turned around and looked at the classmates in the classroom:

　"Another point is the role of spiritual pressure in a duel. In a battle where there is a gap in the extraordinary status, you can appropriately release your spiritual pressure to put pressure on your opponent."

　"When the difference in the status of the extraordinary is large, spiritual pressure can even directly determine the outcome of a battle. As you can see, Professor Mogu'e is currently unable to move, and even her extraordinary loss of control has disappeared. Goddess, please bless her. I hope she is okay."

　Xingmo waved his wand, and Mogu'e fell directly to the ground, gasping for breath and sweating profusely.

　She glared at Xing Mo fiercely, wanting to do something, but she could do nothing.

　All I could do was watch Xingmo continue lecturing:

　"Okay, students, let's get back to our original question."

　Xing Mo clapped her hands and gave the students an impeccable smile:

　"In a duel, what do you think is the ratio of theory to practice?"

　"Okay, you don't have to read it out loud. You can keep your own answers in your heart. After all, every wizard has a different fighting style."

　"I'll share my answer with you: 4 in theory, 6 in practice."

　"For example, in the battle we just fought, we needed both a theoretical basis to help us make decisions and sufficient practical experience. For people of the same level, both are indispensable."

　Xingmo glanced at the embarrassed Mogu'e, then looked at the students.

　She clapped her hands again:

　"Okay, that's all for today's class. I'm not used to giving homework, but you can preview the content of the next class."

　"Next class, I'll be teaching some basic combat logic, and you can review basic dueling magic around the second or third string."

　"Now, get out of class is over!"

Chapter 631 Greedy Crawling (Part 7) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　"You're having a lot of fun... almost the same as when you beat me up..."

　After the students left, Ophelia was pushed to Xingmo with an unhappy look on her face.

　Xing Mo was packing up her lesson plans. Seeing Ophelia coming over, she smiled slightly:

　"You're much better than her."

　"That's true. I'm the best graduate in my class!" Ophelia raised her head. "Now tell me, why did you come here by yourself without calling us?"

　"Weren't you arrested?" Xing Mo asked curiously.

　"And you just don't care at all, you hands-off boss!"

　Ophelia sighed, this had almost become a conditioned reflex action for her.

　"Come on, we need to share some information." She waved her hand and gestured.

　Krista School of Magic, Terrace Restaurant.

　The candlelight flickers.

　This restaurant is located on an extended platform on the upper floors of the castle. It covers an area of ​​neither too large nor too small, and its decoration is simple and elegant.

　The romance of the people of Messina extends to the Krista School of Magic: it is almost early in the morning, and there are still many students in this restaurant decorated by candlelight and starlight.

　Most of them are couples, and there are also some solo travelers who enjoy the atmosphere and read or write here.